I, the Emperor of Heaven return

"Dugu Ni!" High in the sky, Xue Wushuang's eyes were red and bloodshot as he shouted Dugu Ni's name word by word. The anger in his body was like a volcano about to erupt at any time.

He did not expect that Dugu Ni would be so cruel, wiping out Qianliu Sha's consciousness in front of him and completely destroying Qianliu Sha.

The crowd was also stunned, Dugu Ni's ferocity was shocking.

Nie Tian frowned slightly. He knew a lot about Dugu Ni and how cruel he was.

However, he was a little curious as to why Dugu Ni wanted to kill Qianliu Sha in front of Xue Wushuang. In this way, there would be an ever-lasting feud between him and Xue Wushuang.

Maybe there is some grudge between Dugu Ni and Snow Emperor, and he wants to take revenge on Xue Wushuang.

"Xue Wushuang, if you want to avenge Qianliu Sha, I will accompany you at any time." Dugu Ni raised a teasing smile on his lips, looked at Xue Wushuang, and said coldly, very arrogantly.

"Dugu Ni, if I don't kill you, I won't call you Xue Wushuang!" Xue Wushuang roared in a deep voice, but did not dare to take any action.

Of course he knew that if he made the slightest move at this moment, he would be killed on the spot by the secret guards of the Twelve Divine Palaces lurking in the dark.

"I'm waiting for you." Dugu Ni smiled jokingly, moved his figure, and left the martial arts stage directly.

Dugu Ni violently killed Qianliu Sha, causing a great sensation in the crowd, which took a long time to subside.

After a while, the game continued.

The next few battles went very quickly.

Many warriors wisely choose to admit defeat when faced with an opponent far more powerful than themselves.

Soon, the battle of the top twenty-four ended, and the top twelve were decided by the martial arts meeting.

Each of the top twelve players is a very powerful warrior. Entering the top twelve means being able to gain points, which is very good news for the warriors and the palace where they are located.

There are two people from the Split Cloud Palace who have entered the top twelve, two people from the Heavenly Sword Palace, two people from the Medicine King Palace, two people from the Scarlet Moon Palace, and only one person from the other palaces, or even none.

Among the top twelve, there were five that Nie Tian paid close attention to: Luo Ziyan, Jian Qiu, Xue Wushuang, Dugu Ni, and Xin Wuhen.

The strongest among them is undoubtedly Luo Ziyan. It's really hard to say who is stronger among the remaining four.

Faintly, Nie Tian felt that Xin Wuhen would be a more terrifying enemy. He was a little confused about this person's identity. He always felt that besides being a member of the Seven Nights Palace, he must have another identity.

Soon, the first battle among the top twelve began, and two figures appeared on the martial arts stage.

"It's Jianqiu!" Nie Tian stared at one of them and called out his name, it was Jianqiu.

So far, Nie Tian had seen battles between Jian Qiu and everyone, but his opponents were all weak, not enough for him to show his true strength.

The person facing Jianqiu at this time was a female warrior. She was very beautiful and petite, making people fall in love with her just by looking at her.

Nie Tian remembered that this girl's name was Wang Ying, she was from Qingyang Palace, her strength was already at the peak of the lower gods, and her record was very good.

"I hope Wang Ying can make Jian Qiu reveal his true strength." Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in his heart.

On the competition stage, Jian Qiu glanced at Wang Ying with a cold gaze and said directly: "You should admit defeat, I don't want to kill a woman."

The voice was cold and full of dominance.

It was obvious that Jianqiu didn't take Wang Ying seriously at all.

"Jianqiu, I know you are very strong, but I have been preparing for this competition for a long time." Wang Ying's pretty face turned cold and she said solemnly: "I would like to see the number one genius of Tianjian Palace. , how awesome is it!”

After the words fell, Wang Ying's eyes darkened slightly, and a pair of colorful wings appeared behind her. The wings were spread out and were actually a thousand meters long. They vibrated in the air and illuminated the sky.

"Huh?" When Nie Tian saw this scene, his eyes sank slightly, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, murmuring: "I didn't expect that this girl turned out to be a very rare light attribute warrior. Maybe she can really bring out Jian Qiu's true strength. "

"So beautiful!" The crowd couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw the pair of colorful wings shining in the sky and the beautiful light.

Light attribute warriors are very rare, only one in a million, and Wang Ying's strength cannot be underestimated.

"Is this your strength?" Jian Qiu looked at the colorful wings behind Wang Ying and frowned, with extreme disdain in his eyes.

"Arrogant!" Wang Ying was scorned again and couldn't help but roar. Then her figure trembled, her wings shook, and endless colorful light blades suddenly appeared in the void, overwhelmingly blasting towards Jian Qiu.

"Swish, swish, swish..." A harsh sound broke through the air, and the colorful light blades all over the sky fell down, roaring.

Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in his heart: "Light attribute warriors are indeed not simple. Wang Ying's strength is definitely higher than Jian Chun."

Although Wang Ying is not a swordsman, the colorful light blade is very sharp.

Nie Tian guessed that her combat power was still higher than Jian Chun.

The colorful light blades are dazzling, but underneath the beautiful pictures lies the strongest murderous intention.

The crowd felt the killing intent in the void, and their eyes couldn't help but flicker. Apparently they didn't expect that Wang Ying, who seemed so fragile, was actually so strong.

The dozens of palace masters above the pavilion also had their eyes trembled, obviously surprised.

But Jian Wuya had a calm face, not worried about Jian Qiu at all.

He knew very well how strong Jian Qiu was, and definitely not one Wang Ying could defeat him.

On the competition stage, Jian Qiu stood on the spot, his face as gloomy as water, without any ripples.

"Desolate Autumn Wind, kill!" Just when countless colorful light blades were about to kill Jian Qiu, he suddenly murmured, and then a slender sword appeared in his hand. With one strike, a long ray of light shot out. The snake-like sword shadow roared out, extremely sharp.

This is the first time Jianqiu has used the sword spirit since he participated in the competition, and the autumn wind is bleak!

The slender sword shadow seemed to have no power, but it was very strange, passing directly through the vast colorful light blade.

"Bang!" The next moment, a muffled sound came out, Wang Ying's delicate body trembled, and she flew out directly, and the colorful light blades that filled the sky disappeared in an instant.

The strange scene made everyone in the audience stunned and stunned.

Countless eyes focused on Jianqiu, completely confused as to what was going on.

It was obviously Wang Ying who made the first move and Jian Qiu just defended passively. Why was it Wang Ying who was injured?

"What a fast sword!" Nie Tian's eyes darkened slightly, and he took a deep breath.

At this moment, he finally knew why Jianqiu was called the number one genius in the Heavenly Sword Palace. It was not because of anything else but because of his fast sword!

Wang Ying made the first move, and Jian Qiu made the second move, but they were able to strike first and arrive first. This is very scary.

In terms of speed alone, Jian Qiu's sword is the fastest among the swordsmen Nie Tian has ever seen!

Wang Ying had no chance to react and was hit directly, piercing her chest.

She struggled to stand up, her face was as white as a sheet of paper, and she asked in shock: "How is this possible? Why is your sword so fast?"

Jian Qiu smiled coldly and said, "It's already pretty good that you can let me use the sword."

Wang Ying frowned, her aura suddenly dissipated, and she said dejectedly: "I am no match for you, give up."

With just one sword strike, Wang Ying no longer had the courage to fight again and could only admit defeat.